"Hist!--hallo!--hold on, ye catamounts! There's
Injuns ahead!"
The whole band came to a sudden halt at this cry,
and watched eagerly, and for some time in silence, the
motions of a small party of horsemen who were seen in
the far distance, like black specks on the golden sky.
"They come this way, I think," said Major Hope,
after gazing steadfastly at them for some minutes.
Several of the old hands signified their assent to this
suggestion by a grunt, although to unaccustomed eyes